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Get out of your head
stop analyzing
let go
and don't strategically plan your every move
wing it
just for today
and make it up as you go along
let the wind
take you where it will
don't do anything
you normally do
think outside the box
open the box and get out!
run with it
go with it
go with the flow
end up somewhere unexpected
somewhere different
somewhere amazing
stop texting
and look up
look around you
don't let life pass you by
smell those roses
notice those white fluffy clouds
those bright "hello" faces
be alive
within your life
and try not to blink
it will be gone
in a FLASH.

He stands between you and sin
with an impassioned plea for you to come with Him
because He sees the threat and he knows the dark contract
that a life without Him holds
He reminds you of His promises
and beckons you once more

He understands the fear he sees in your eyes
and he knows all you've been through
knows you've been convinced by life
that you're absolutely worthless

Oh the lie
that steals from you
His precious precious child
and all He wants to do is take you from here
all you have to do is take His hand...

When wounded, hurt and robbed
a way out seems like mocking
because it couldn't possibly be true
and yet that is what God is offering to you